Chapter 58: Female Yellow

  It has been three days since Jiang Ya asked for a medical examination, and the courtyard of Jiang Ya's house is still crowded with people as usual.

  A lady lifted the curtain and walked out, and the others sitting in the house hurriedly stood up.

  "How is it? Has Madame Cheng opened her medicine?" everyone asked in a hurry.

  The lady shook her head, with a hint of puzzlement.

  The people present looked at each other, with confusion in their eyes.

  "Then don't prescribe medicine? What did you say?" someone asked in a hurry.

  The lady shook her head again.

  "It's like this again." Everyone said in unison, "What, what does this mean?"

  These days, everyone has been seeing this Mrs. Cheng as they wished, and with a full heart, they have told her their requests for diagnosis, whether it's about sons or daughters, husbands or other relatives. Mrs. Cheng listened quietly, letting them speak in detail one by one, but although she listened attentively, in the end, she didn't say anything.

  Not prescribing medicine and not saying what's wrong with me, is this a diagnosis? Have I come here just to listen to their idle chatter?

  Everyone present was somewhat anxious.

  "Which lady wants to ask again?" The maid lifted the curtain and came out, asking.

  Upon seeing this maid, a lady stood up.

  "I'll go ask her." She said, making a calming gesture to everyone, "I'll directly ask her and see what she says."

  Everyone nodded in agreement. For the past few days, everyone had been thinking that either Madam was strictly adhering to etiquette or that this was just a rule for when Miss Cheng practiced medicine, so although they found it strange, no one dared to ask questions.

  It seems like it's not going to work out after all.

  The lady entered the side room and saw a girl sitting in front of a low table, seemingly reading a book.

  They sat down and bowed to each other.

  "What illness is this? How old is the patient?" Jian Zhen said straightforwardly.

  The lady also knew the rules and began to speak seriously. After she finished speaking, she saw that the woman's eyes were still on the book, and didn't know if she had heard or not.

  A moment of silence indoors.

  "Is the mistress finished?" asked the maid.

  The lady nodded and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.

  Jiangniang slightly nodded and curtsied.

  "Please, madam." The maid hastily got up and led the way, saying.

  This time, the lady did not obediently follow him out, but instead sat up straight.

  "Miss Chang," she asked, "how should my husband take his medicine?"

  Jiang Nang raised her head and looked at her.

  "I don't know," she said.

  The woman was shocked, thinking she had misheard.

  "What did you say, girl?" she asked.

  "Your husband's illness, I don't treat, so I don't know how to use medicine." said Cheng Jiaoniang.

  What does this mean?

  The lady's eyes widened in astonishment.

  As soon as they heard the news, everyone outside rushed in and surrounded Cheng Jiaoniang, asking her questions in a flurry. As expected, Cheng Jiaoniang replied that she would not treat herself.

  "Girl, what's going on these days? Are you fooling us?"

  "Right! Right, aren't you a divine doctor?"

  "Why can't you just cure it? These illnesses are nothing special!"

  The room was filled with anxious and urgent inquiries from all sides.

  Jiang Yao still sat quietly in front of her desk, slowly holding onto her book.

  "This is the rule!" The maid shouted, her voice rising above everyone's inquiry.

  "Rules? Yes, your rules are not to go out and receive patients. We came here, you...you still want us to do what?" One of the ladies couldn't help but shout out in anger, thinking about how they had rushed here anxiously for several days.

  "Of course, my wife's medical consultations have rules, don't you know?" The maid also asked in surprise, "This is the first one."

  What's the first one? What's the second one?

  Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

  "What's the second one?" someone asked.

  The maid didn't speak, and Jingniang stood up, her big eyes under the curtain of her eyebrows scanning the crowd.

  "No, he's a dead man, there's no cure." she said.

  The crowd was shocked and immediately burst into an uproar.

  Is it not a shame that those who are not destined to die are not saved?

  What's going on?

  Are you crazy?

  A courtyard full of noble ladies flooded into Madame Zhou's courtyard like a tidal wave.

  At first, they came to visit out of curiosity, but couldn't see her and left in disappointment. Then, she suddenly agreed to a consultation and was very friendly, so they were overjoyed and flocked here. This woman then said that she only sees five or six people per day, so everyone waited anxiously and excitedly. But now, she's suddenly saying that she won't treat anyone who isn't on the verge of death!

  It means they've been busy for nothing all these days!

  Disappointment surprise excitement anxiety and back to disappointment, is this playing with them?

  The house was turned upside down. The ladies, who had always been elegant and dignified, completely exploded after this emotional ups and downs.

  "What do you mean?"

  "...I call you Sister Zhou, is there any sisterly love between us?"

  "...Kang Jiuniang, we've been close friends since childhood, but now that you've climbed into the Chen family's high branch, I'm nothing in your eyes, am I..."

  "Is this how you bully people?"

  Mrs. Zhou had just taken her medicine and fallen asleep when she saw so many people rushing in, shouting and talking, and her mind was all confused.

  What's wrong?

  What's wrong?

  It took a good scolding to get the truth out of these angry women, and Madame Chow was left speechless.

  "What a joke..." she said, standing up.

  "Are you kidding us? What a joke on New Year's Day! How amusing!" A lady exclaimed.

  "What's it to me?" Mrs. Zhou stroked her chest with her hand.

  "Your family's daughter, isn't it your business? Is it our business?" Another madam immediately retorted.

  Look, look, all smiles are given to this girl, and all troubles will be borne by her.

  Mrs. Zhou coughed, clutching her chest.

  "She won't be cured, you go find her, what's the hurry with me?" she said angrily.

  "Now that there's a rule, why didn't you say it clearly earlier? Are you intentionally making us look like fools!" The ladies were also indignant.

  What's going on, Mrs. Zhou's mind was buzzing, and after listening, she became even more confused.

  Is it not a shame that those who are not destined to die are not saved?

  "I don't know about this," she said hastily.

  But at this moment, the indignant ladies would not listen.

  "Anyway, you're all so capable. Everything is up to you, we'll just hurry along and let you have your way, serves us right." The ladies said indignantly, refusing to listen to Madame Zhou anymore, and stormed off with a flick of their sleeves.

  Mrs. Zhou stretched out her hand to stop them but didn't know who to stop, coughing sounds all around, finally covering her mouth with her hand.

  "Quickly call the master back, we've gotten into big trouble!" she cried out. She fell onto the cushion.

  Along with the speeding carriages in front of the Zhou family gate, this bold and arrogant sentence spread like a tidal wave.

  In the first month of the year, when people are most active, all sorts of rumors spread faster and wider than usual within every household's inner quarters and gatehouses.

  Even if it were true that Chen Xiang's father was cured and there were rumors of him meeting an immortal beforehand, they still wouldn't be enough to make up for the absurdity of this statement.

  Moreover, nowadays there are many spoiled girls who appear to be young and naive, yet not foolish in appearance but also not clever.

  Never having studied medicine, he dares to say such things.

  Divine magic. The common people, women and children, heard and talked about it, but the aristocratic families and high-ranking officials were all respectful of ghosts and gods from a distance.

  "This old Shaanxi guy must be crazy for fame!"

  "It's just curing one person, and the Zhou family is so arrogant."

  "It's been a long time since I've been called Lao Shan Zhou, and after all these years, there hasn't been any other progress, it's time to change the name, for example..."

  "For example, call him Old Fool Zhou?"

  "Hahahaha..."

  Old Zhou pushed the table in front of him with a swoosh, and the maidservants inside and outside the house fell silent and bowed their heads.

  The room echoed with Mrs. Zhou's increasingly violent coughing.

  "I told you, I told you, you still don't believe..." She shouted in a trembling voice, "She really wants to destroy our Zhou family! We can't survive in the capital anymore!"

  On one hand he spoke, on the other hand he urged his servant girl.

  "Pack up your things, pack up your things, and leave immediately for Shaanxi Province."

  The women naturally did not dare to really collect things, and knelt on the ground to persuade and coax.

  "Does she still consider this place home?" Old Man Zhou shouted, kicking over a flower stand.

  "Do you think she regards this place as her home?" Mrs. Zhou shouted from inside, followed by another violent cough, "She regards this place as an enemy!"

  "Where's that servant girl? Call her here!" Old Master Zhou bellowed, "Call her here."

  A servant girl rushed out in a flurry and soon came back in a flurry.

  "She's not coming," the servant woman said in a trembling voice.

  This servant girl!

  Old Zhou was so angry that he fell back, turned around in the room, stretched out his hand and grabbed the precious sword hanging on the wall.

  "What's the point of keeping such a scourge around!" he shouted as he rushed out.

  The maidservants in the house were so frightened that they knelt down and hugged each other's arms and legs.

  Zhou Lang kicked open the door with one foot, and the maidservant inside was startled.

  "Sixth Master." The maid immediately smiled and stood up, "I was just about to tell you that our mistress is going out, prepare the carriage."

  With a stern face and about to scold, Zhou Liulang was choked by these words.

  "Jiangniang, come out for me!" Zhou Liulang shouted, looking at the tent behind.

  Looking at Zhou Liulang's expression, the maid who was originally smiling lowered her face and didn't speak, but she didn't have any of the anxiety, fear or anger that other maids would have had, instead she retreated a few steps and stood still beside the curtain.

  Behind the curtain, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and the maid lifted the curtain with her hand.

  Chang Jianniang, wearing her usual plain outer robe and underskirt, with her long hair hanging down, looked at Zhou Liulang.

  "Are you crazy?" Shūro shouted.

  "No." Jingniang replied, stepping out.

  "You're not crazy, why are you talking nonsense?" Zhou Liulang gritted his teeth and said, "If it's not a matter of life and death, don't make a fuss! You're fabricating lies on purpose to stir up trouble, can't you come up with something more convincing?"

  Jiang Yao looked at him, her mouth curving slightly upwards.

  "Don't you know this rule?" she asked.

  "How would I know? Am I an idiot?" Zhou Liu Lang said with a cold smile.

  Jiang Nang looked at him.

  "You're not having half of the celery, are you?" she said slowly.

  Suddenly, the name "Ban Jin" popped out, and the maid next to her was slightly stunned, habitually almost responding.

  "You go ask around, whether I, Cheng Jiaoniang, am that kind of person who fabricates and deceives others with lies."

  Without waiting for anyone's response or inquiry, Jingniang continued, slowly taking steps forward, looking at Zhou Liulang.

  "You go ask, I am Cheng Jiaoniang, whether or not I have always acted according to rules."

  "I am Chang'e's daughter, I act with integrity, stand upright, and don't visit patients at home. I only treat those who are critically ill, and if there is even a hint of deception."

  Jing said, has already stood in front of Zhou Liulang.

  The young man who had not yet fully grown up was at a disadvantage in front of the girl who was already blooming, with hardly any advantage in his line of sight.

  "I'll strike you with five thunderbolts!" said Jingniang calmly and slowly.

  With these words, Zhou Liulang's ears seemed to have thunder passing by, he involuntarily took a step back, and when he came to his senses, a hint of shame and anger flashed across his tense face.

  Jiang Nang has turned around and left.

  "Jiangniang, aren't you afraid of making a big deal out of this?" Zhou Liulang gritted his teeth and said.

  Jiang Yao stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at him with a slight smile.

  This was the only expression that could be had on this woman's face. However, Shūroku didn't feel any delight or pleasure at all.

  His face was stiff, and his eyes didn't even have a hint of a smile. He looked like he would give people the chills.

  "I'm afraid things will get out of hand," she said.